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another thought. Practice makes perfect . Lily suspected he had a great number of tricks up his sleeve when it came to the female form.
    Not that she had any time to dwell on her misplaced jealousy. A second later, he braced her body against his and laid her flat on her back. He reached for a pillow and shoved it under her head, taking care to lift the bulk of her long hair out of the way.
    “Comfortable?” he asked.
    “Very,” she breathed.
    He moved again, startling her when his hot mouth licked a trail down her neck and between her breasts. She fed her fingers into his hair, letting out a startled gasp, followed by a thoroughly embarrassing moan when his wet tongue circled around one pebbled nipple. He pulled his mouth away with a soft pop and moved to her other breast, tracing that nipple with his tongue as well.
    She continued massaging his scalp while he worked his magic. Her entire body tingled as her head swam. Had anyone ever turned her on this much with his mouth? Had anyone ever tried? “Marcus, God .”
    He smiled against her breast. She felt it. Felt his teeth and lips, the cool air abrade her skin as he inhaled. He slid his mouth away from her and climbed her body, the air mattress shifting as he moved. When he reached her lips, he kissed her and pressed his hips into hers. Lily squirmed against his erection, feeling wet and warm, and so close to begging for it, she should be ashamed of herself. But she wasn’t. She wanted him… Oh, how she wanted him.
    “What do you say, McIntire?” His voice was an intoxicating rasp in the dark room, an anchor in a sea of black.
    What would she say? She’d say anything. She’d say everything . She’d been taken hostage by the man’s inescapable charm.
    “What’s the question?” she teased, knowing full well his intentions. He ground into her again, and she clawed at his arms, wanting him closer. Needing him closer.
    He nipped her bottom lip and soothed it with one slow, hot lick. Then he murmured, “Make love to me?”
    …
    Dude.
    Marcus wanted to Hoover up the words that had just left his lips without permission. He’d meant to say something much more crass. Something teasing and kind of dirty. Not four vulnerable words showing Lily just how much she meant to him. The last thing he needed was for her to see him as some feeble-minded man with a knee-weakening crush on her.
    And he was both of those things.
    She laughed at his question. The sound tore at his chest. He didn’t think he was about to be turned down, but maybe he’d misread her. Plus, he liked her way more than was healthy. Way more than four out of five doctors would recommend.
    But there was no way he’d miss the opportunity to take her to heaven and back right here on this air mattress. He’d dreamed of having her, had jacked off in his king-size bed on more than one occasion, his fist wrapped around his shaft, her name flying from his mouth when he came. He wanted nothing more than to make his fantasies about Lily into a living memory.
    Please say yes.
    At least he didn’t say that out loud.
    Pull it together, Black.
    He lowered his head and began teasing her breasts again. She liked this, and he liked the way she played her fingers along his head, the way an answering buzz shot down his spine and made his cock pulse. He drove his hips against her, desperate to feel the warmth between her legs without her pants in the way. But she hadn’t said yes yet, and he wanted to hear her say yes.
    Actually, he wanted to hear her say, Yes, Marcus , repeatedly and in between heated breaths. Hey, a guy could dream.
    He licked her with the flat of his tongue and pulled the tight bud into his mouth. God, he wished he could see what color her nipples were. He’d bet they were burnished peach, maybe a couple of freckles around them like the cute ones dotting her nose. His ministrations elicited a high, keening sound from her throat and he knew if he didn’t have her soon, he might explode in his